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Hazel
Basilisk
Warlord
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
Bloodletter
age
4 Years
4 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
1105
1105
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
01-11-2022, 11:18 PM
People lately had been talking a lot about crafting traps, and that sounded like a pretty cool concept to him. You built something, waited, and got lots of tasty food! It seemed like there were lots of ways to go about catching stuff. Land traps, ocean traps. Traps that killed, traps that didn’t. He had an idea about making a trap in the ocean, but he wasn’t sure how to execute it.
That was okay, he knew just the wolf to call. Standing by the celler of the communal storage, he raised his head and called to Hazel. Assuming that, whatever she was up to, she would be cool to help him put something together and see how it worked.
As his Consort, Ignita can enter any of his threads without warning
01-11-2022, 11:27 PM
Some healer had asked Hazel's help pulling weeds in her garden. It was fine, and she knew she should be helping, but weeding was just so boring. The days were getting warmer, and she just wanted to have fun and do things! Weeding... well, it was supposedly a thing, but she was less than pleased with the task. Weeds tasted funky. Really, Hazel was so incredibly glad that she heard Lis calling her name from the Sea's Plain, not far off. She looked to the pale healer, who gave her a nod and allowed her on her way-- thank frick.
Like a bat out of hell, Hazel tore in the direction of her best friend's call. She was getting more surefooted, more agile as time went on. Learning. Getting better, and getting stronger too. Hazel was grateful for that, and for the work that everyone here put into keeping her fed and stuff. As her pointy friend came into view, the girl let go an excited sort of woof. "Ohmygod," it came out as all one word. "You saved me, I got stuck helping pull weeds." She panted lightly, catching her breath after running basically as fast as she could. "What're we doing?" Hazel reached out to halfheartedly swat at her friend with her paws, excited for whatever the rest of the day would bring.
"Speech"
Like a bat out of hell, Hazel tore in the direction of her best friend's call. She was getting more surefooted, more agile as time went on. Learning. Getting better, and getting stronger too. Hazel was grateful for that, and for the work that everyone here put into keeping her fed and stuff. As her pointy friend came into view, the girl let go an excited sort of woof. "Ohmygod," it came out as all one word. "You saved me, I got stuck helping pull weeds." She panted lightly, catching her breath after running basically as fast as she could. "What're we doing?" Hazel reached out to halfheartedly swat at her friend with her paws, excited for whatever the rest of the day would bring.
Basilisk
Warlord
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
Bloodletter
age
4 Years
4 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
1105
1105
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
01-12-2022, 12:11 AM
Hazel came sprinting into view pretty quickly after his call. Huffing and catching her breath as she pulled to a stop before him. He snickered at her, and let her swipe at his paws before nudging her back. “Weeding?” he pulled a face. The errands he normally got pulled into were skinning things, organising things, cleaning things… learning the patrols, lessons, lessons, lessons… but weeding sounded pretty boring too.
“We are catching food, for the pack!” he declared, they were industrial little wolves. More likely than not, Basilisk would stuff his face with half of it before it made it back to the den. Considering the amount he ate, it was almost strange he didn’t have more puppy fat. “I was thinking we could make like a net, and cast it into the ocean, and see if we can get some fish. It’ll need a way to close, and something to attract them…’ he said, looking pointedly at her to help him with ideas.
As his Consort, Ignita can enter any of his threads without warning